| Dearest Mother, how I really miss you, my spirit pains me, that a part of me has truly died. I will always feel like I'm without a home. You went with God, I felt good for you. but, I felt alone amongst many. I wanted, tried to be the person you wanted me to be. I failed in my trials of peace, caring of from the heart. Through my anger at authority and some of the ways of the world, I missed what is truly important in life, love. I remember the old worn out shoes and the one and only dress you had to wear, while you dressed me in all new clothes. how you would watch me walk to school, and always waiting , watching me walk home. Why couldn't I absorb your love, your impecability. To return to you when I had the chance. Now, I feel guilt inside and I know your love wouldn't want me to feel this way.. If I could stop the world from turning, I would of wrather stopped myself, and found the time to say "I love you Mother" Always you tried to control my anger and frustration towards the world with your love, always you found time for me, always gave your all to me. I was always chasing fame, to caught up in trying to be one of a kind. When I was born from you, apart of you. See me now, hear me now, I'm alone, if I could say one thing to the whole world I would like to say " go be with the ones who love you, as who you hold close to your heart, express your love, even if it's as simple as to say, I love you". Peace... Devon H.C. Crutcher 1997 |
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| It gives me soothing warmth throughout my person when I connect to see, feel the beauty of peace in my friend Janel... As I take in the source of light as it lays on her features, I begin to take on her warmth, she takes the breath out of me... My eyes journey down the lighted flow on her neck, as I arrive at her chest I feel the glow of her fingers as they embrace her breasts. As to be in a place of innocence, to be basking in peace, in the the love of God... On a spiritual plane she sends me, my heart has searched for this source of being all pure, moving towards the light... I find myself believing I could go there, flowing with the energy of existence with no feeling of time ... Her peace inspires me, her peace paints tears of happiness to my eyes. I feel good inside for her. She lets me know inside what it's like to dance with angels... So beautiful she is that the whole world should see... Devon H.C.Crutcher 1997 |
| It is an honor to paint a painting of Jewel, her suddle simple beauty, a beauty that warms me inside... She makes me feel connected as an american, a painter, a person of the world. Her honosty is inspiring, it fills me up with thoughts of angels embracing me. Takes me back to a time when I enjoyed the breath and love of a new born puppy... I put the owl in because her poems, music have the intellect, strength, dicipline. the love of a single mate through an entire life, so honost, spontanious in her convictions that in times like these there like a sword that cuts down the failures inside myself. to find a place I can step into of peacefulness. To believe in love, love of the world, love of my fellow man, love of God. To subscribe to the new army of faith and freedom... Devon H.C. Crutcher 1999 Click on link to go to "My Jewel Story" |
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| She makes my life feel complete, as a little boy I used to dream of a day when I would have complete command of my painting materials to the point that my painting technique would become instinctive. My painting has truly opened my eyes, soul to attempt to understand God's Beauty of creation... My dear friend Janel gives to me herself so that I may complete my goal being able to feel God's true beauty. The lighting on her is purely a sign of God's presence. I believe God gave us this moment so that I could begin the second half of my life creating with a mirror image of the soul in an universal language. So that maybe the whole world could enjoy, see the beauty of God... She brings tears of joy to my eyes because I feel in my heart my parents are looking down from with God and are proud of me for truly understanding my purpose of sending my message of " In The Hearts Own Image" for all people to feel... This is my prayer to truly thank God, and my dear friend Janel, Peace world... Devon H.C. Crutcher 1999 |
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